So this year is different.
For the first time since having four kids, I’ll be stepping into the classroom full time. It’s a new experience, and we’re all excited and a little anxious to see how our life is going to look now.
Today — in honor of the first day of school around these parts — I’m dipping back into the archives to remind you (and myself) of a post I wrote last year that I can’t read without getting a little teary.
My little boy — the one I left my teaching career for back in 2000 — will be a junior in high school. And all I did was blink.
His siblings have followed in his footsteps, taking my breath away with how fast they’ve grown. It’s exciting to watch and also dizzying because it truly seems to have happened overnight.
So, all you mamas (and daddies, too) who are crying tears right this minute over dropping those precious babies off for yet another year of school, this one’s for you.
Cherish them today. Life moves so fast.
To Parents on the First Day of School
Today is the day.
The start of a new school year. New schedules, fresh routines, another year of supplies and assignments. The time for meeting friends and teachers.
My twins start middle school so it’s a milestone year around these parts.
Every year I can’t wait for it to start again. I function better with routine so I calm a little when it’s enforced by the school district every year.
Just tell me where to have them and what time they need to be there. I’m your girl.
But I’d be lying if I said the melancholy didn’t hit me every single time. Every time I drive those babies to the first day of another year and I see with my own two eyes how the clock is winding down.